I am too much of a pussy. I need to become a real man and work myself to an early grave -- the American way. At least I won't find the time to be miserable.
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I smoked a lot of weed and took a lot of adderall. Finding addies on a college campus is easier than finding the building of your first day classes. Sleep was secondary. First step is stop the self degradation. Not to preach but I used to do that too. Not like I'm some wise old man but you just have to tell yourself you're going to do shit better than anyone around you and you can't do that with that mindset. I know it's basically hibernation time up there for the next 4 or 5 months, use that to formulate some kind of plan. What I always have done is think of some outlandish ultimate goal and set intermediate goals to get there. But yes most of mine involve beating my body up and stressing myself to an early grave. I'm sure there is a smarter way.
You must be reading my mind, because formulating a plan is what has been on my mind since I had my license revoked for six months as of yesterday. But I won't get into that now.
I said I wasn't going to get into it now, but since you asked... Back in March I was pulled over. I had been smoking weed, and my car reeked of it. Like a fool, I admitted to the officer I had been smoking. I felt I had no other choice since I was smoking in the car just prior to being pulled over. I was wrong, because the admission is what screwed me over in court. I wasn't impaired, and the field sobriety tests showed that I wasn't. The admission and the drug test I should have never submitted to is what got me. So yesterday my lawyer who did absolutely nothing to argue my case said the only options I had was to go to trial and almost undoubtedly be found guilty (which would have resulted in three years probation), or plead guilty and receive the minimum sentence. So long story short, I now have a misdemeanor under my belt, as well as a 6 month license revocation and a $900 fine. This is on top of the $5,000 I paid to the lawyer who didn't do squat. I am really surprised I am not more depressed, but I had been preparing for the worst. I don't think it's quite set in yet, either. Anyway, I made a post about this back in March, just after my arrest. It took nine months to go to trial, except it never did go to trial since I plead guilty. I don't even like talking about it, but there you have it.
Maybe look into moving somewhere more in line with your lifestyle. I know I live in the south, but where I live you would have had no problem that night especially being honest. If you were high and not drunk the cop would've been like.. have a good night. My cousin and I got pulled over once while smoking a bowl. He saw it... I hid it under the seat. He walked up to my window and was like 'do you have something to show me?' I said my bowl just high as hell and hoping he'd be cool. Pulled it out and said careful it's hot. He was like 'where's the weed?' I told him we just smoked it and he took the pipe and said 'damn you really did just smoke it'.. Told me to get out and smash it. I tried but was like dude I can't do it, this is a custom piece. So he said 'you were smoking tobacco out of that right? Yup. Told me to go and drive safe. Meanwhile had a quarter O in the console.
Six months from now I will be getting my license back. For the meantime, I can apply for a conditional (or restricted) license that will get me back and forth to work, but little else.
Any state is better than NY when it comes to the laws. I hate this fucking state so much. The only reason I live here is because of my family, but at this point I need a change of scenery before my spirits are crushed completely.
The thing is, the law firm I used is the premier law firm for DWI cases in Western NY. Apparently DWAI-drugs charges are not their forte. I wouldn't be so upset if the lawyer didn't sell me a false bill of goods prior to getting me to sign on to the $5,000 retainer. When I went in to talk to the lawyer initially and explained to him exactly what had happened (I mentioned the admission and the drug test), he told me not to worry and that I could expect a good outcome. Their tune changed completely when I went for my pre-trial meeting two weeks ago, when I was told that my outcome would likely not be good. Nothing new had been discovered about my case between the time I initially went in to speak to the lawyer and the date of my pre-trial meeting. The cocksucker basically said what I wanted to hear in order to get my money. So I guess this is an expensive lesson for me.
Well.. he could have fought harder and had it dismissed based on something believe me. But basically what a pre trial hearing is for the defense attorney and the prosecutor to get together and exchange words in a 'professional' setting. In other words stroke each other's cocks and collude on the clients/defendants outcome. It's all about them coming to an understanding to benefit or have a neutral effect on their practice of law. I almost went to law school to specialize in drug cases and fuck up the whole system but decided to just live my life.
Yeah I can understand that. I never had much of a family except for my dad and it was super hard to leave him. My mom is all over the place, travels and lives all over the world and has much of the same opinions about a lot of things as that birdpics chick posting about marriage ideals in cultures I don't give a fuck about. I've heard it all before. But I digress.. my point being if you are close to your family and you venture away you will remain close. I rarely see my dad but talk to him almost every day. My mom can be visiting her parents in Florida for months and I might see her once.
It's all a big fucking money racket right across the board. The officers, lawyers and prosecutors are all part of the same swindle and, like you said, are all stroking each other off behind closed doors. I place the bulk of the blame on myself for even getting into this mess to begin with, but I was really taken to the cleaners with this. I was expecting at least something out of this lawyer, but I got absolutely nothing. I should have plead guilty right from the start, because it would have been over and done with by now, and I would have already served my six month revocation and this shit would be behind me. Anyway, I can't let this drag me down. Sorry if it sounds like I am whining. I am just venting.
No as fucked up as it sounds.. you needed representation to get a deal like that. Without a lawyer (even a shitty one with no backbone) they would have fucked you more. My advice now would be expungement. I know it's all expensive bunch of bullshit but this is why I believe people should live, contribute and pay taxes in a locale that suits their outlook. At least to the best of their ability.
I just think its pretty bizarre giving 636m to someone who basically doesn't know what to do with it. Whats wrong with giving half m or 1m to hundreds of different people instead? Atleast someone who's earned that sort of money MIGHT have some understanding of how to use it. I don't play these lotteries. Thats just me.
Sounds familiar... remember how much shit people gave me for suggesting you do just that? On the bright side, having your license back in time for summer will make the season much more enjoyable! Suspension is a real pain in the ass though; when mine was suspended for five years I ended up getting it back in the fourth year but they forced me to have the ignition interlock (breathalyzer) installed. After installation, I fought my way through PennDOT to prove that this was never a condition of my sentence and had it overturned, so the machine was removed but the cost of installation and "lease" was a total loss. At least you qualify for the conditional license man, that should be a huge relief for you. It does suck to have lost your license right at the onset of winter, but thank God you don't have to walk to and from work.